It Starts with Us by Colleen Hoover

Chapter Twenty-Six
Lily
You disappoint me Lily.
I’m staring at my phone in shock.
Is this a joke?
You treat me like a monster im her goddamn father
It’s five in the morning. I woke up to use the bathroom, and naturally, I
glanced at my phone before attempting to get the last hour of sleep before my
alarm goes off.
All the texts are from Ryle. I haven’t heard from him since he showed up
at my house on Sunday. It’s been four days, and he never even bothered to
reach out and apologize for losing his temper on me. He was silent for four
days and then this?
I was happier before I met you.
I read through the barrage of text messages, knowing full well he was
drunk when he sent them last night. The first one was sent at midnight, and
the last one, from two in the morning, reads, have fun fucking the homeless
guy.
I drop my phone onto my bed, my hands trembling. I can’t believe he sent
these. I was hoping the four days of silence was a stretch of remorse on his
part, but it’s obvious he’s been stewing in his anger.
This is so much worse than I thought.
I try to go back to sleep, but I can’t. I get up and make myself a cup of
coffee, but my stomach is too upset to drink it. I spend the next half hour
standing in my kitchen, staring at nothing, replaying those texts over and over
in my mind.
When Emerson finally wakes up, I’m relieved. I am more than welcoming
to the distraction of our chaotic morning routine.